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Silent Bench Lover

Chase took a seat on a park bench, his bag dropping to the ground beside him. He opened his book and began to read quietly.

The autumn air was filled with a warm chilling wind and the smell of cinnamon filled the the world.The city was getting ready for Halloween.

The Chinese man smiled at the smells. He liked his new neighborhood. It was quiet for the most part and as a professional writer, it was the perfect place for him to sit and think. He continued to read over his work, checking to see what he should change.

Suddenly a bag was dropped on the seat next to him and a young man sat down. He looked very tried and lost but happy. His head was covered with a black hat and he was wrapped up tight.

Chase glanced over slightly, looking at the young man out of the corner of his eye. He wondered why the guy was wrapped so tight; after all, it wasn't really cold out. Nevertheless, the man said nothing, not wishing to be rude. Besides, he'd always been shy around strangers.

The young man was reading a book and smiling. He was giggling and seemed to love the book. The title was one of Chase's.

Chase blushed when he recognized the title and adjusted his hair to cover the half of his face so the other couldn't see him and recognize him be his picture on the back flap.

The young man smiled then placed the book down and began to craw in a book. It was a dragon that Chase had wrote about in one of his books.

chase was amazed at how the picture looked so similar to the picture in his own head of what his character looked like.

The colour and scales were just right, the length and scars of the dragon where spot on. The eyes glowed with pride and sadness. The moon SHONE like a jewel behind it, the starry sky just right.

"Wow, this guy sure knows how to draw," Chase thought to himself as he looked at the picture curiously from his short distance away.

The boy sighed. "Still no good"

Chase opened his mouth to say that he was completely wrong and the picture was gorgeous, but couldn't bring himself to say anything. Instead, he turned the page and began to write.

The boy sighed and slammed the book shut. "AGH! How is MY art bad?!"

The man bit the inside of his lip, far too afraid to tell the youth the truth. Instead, he stood up and went back home, using his raven hair to hide his blush.

The next day, the young man was sitting in the same bench, drawing many things around him.

Chase walked down the sidewalk until he reached the bench and took a seat. It took him a few moments to notice that the boy was there again.

The boy sighed and placed down his book. "*sigh* Life is NOT fair.........I.....If i was good enough and.....brave....i'd ask Chase Li Young to let me draw a comic based on his stories!..............Bullshit..........i'm nowhere brave enough"

" No. Freaking. WAY." Chase thought to himself. "Come on, Chase, say something." The man pulled together all the courage he had in him and tried to say "hi". Unfortunately, all that came out was..."Haaaa......" he said in a tiny, quavering, whispering voice before glancing away, blushed hard.

Jack looked around and red met gold.

Chase diverted his eyes away and hunched his shoulders up, so Jack couldn't see him. He held his book up more, pretending to read.

"W-where you trying to talk to me sir?"

The man shook his head wildly, using his hair as a way to hide his face, still pretending to read."You wuss," he scolded himself.

"O-Ok. Sorry....Um....You know if you lean to far into that book, you'll fall over"

Chase smiled a bit, chuckling quietly as he moved his book a little further away so he could actually see what he wrote.

Jack looked away and sighed then to his book. "YOu know..........I hate how bad i draw"

"Y-You draw j-just fine," Chase found himself saying. He could feel his knees shaking. "It's p-pretty."

"Pretty? Everyone i show it too HATE it!"

"I...I like it..."

"You sure.....................ok....*passes book* Here"

Chase glanced over and gently took the book from him and opened it.

It was filled with people and places from Chase's book! Everyone of them was perfect! Like he had seen what Chase saw in his mind!

"Wow..." Chase said softly as he flipped through the pictures.

"YOu.............you like them?"

Chase nodded. "They're so beautiful," he said honestly. "You've got a great talent."

"Oh! *blush* Thank..........thank you sir................I'm Jack"

"NIce to meet you," the man said, holding his hand out.

"You are?"

"Chase. My-My name is Chase."

"Chase.....YOUNG?!"

The man tucked his hair behind one of his ears and showed the young man his face. "Y-Yes."

"No way!!!!"

"It's true," Chase said with a small, shy smile.

"SO.................YOu DO like my art?"

The man nodded. "I-I do. You're drawings look like the pictures in my head when I imagened them."

Chase came into the park and sat down beside Jack. "Hello, Jack. How are you?"

Jack pulled out some paper and wrote."I have a sore neck. I wore out my voice last night singing with friends so i can't talk. But i can still write"

"Oh, that's okay," Chase said. "Can we go to your place like we planned?"

Jack nodded and lead the way.

Chase smiled and followed him quietly.

Jack lead him to a flat with one large room. It was filled with paintings and pictures. all four walls were painted to look like a map from Chase's "Dragon War Lord; Rise Of Killer Blade" book.The roof was painted like the sky from "Space Night: The Zolo's Cometh""You must Think i'm some kind of stalker now Jack sighed.

"Not at all," Chase said with a smile. "I'm actually very flattered."

Jack smiled sweetly at him then placed his bag down. "I'll get my books and show you some idea's, ok?

"Okay," the writer said as he gently sat down in one of the couches.

Jack grabbed 7 books and placed them next to Chase. "Here. From your first book"

Chase opened them up and looked at them page by page.

"Do you like them?"

Chase was quiet for a while as he looked through them before he noticed the paper Jack was holding up and nodded eagerly. "They're wonderful! It's almost like you were in my head was I was coming up with these characters! And the castle! Jeez, I almost can't believe you drew this, it looks so real!"

"Thanks. I work hard. I had a dream that you were mad at me for bad art, for not trying my best because i could be better. So i tried and tried....i barley ate or slept till my mom told me how wonderful all my art was. All i saw at first were the flaws but then........ALL this. I even have LARGE books based on your people"

Chase was touched by the story. "I...when i first started writing, I thought all my work was crap, too. Then, my professor read a short story that I turned in and he said it was incredible...so I kept at it. I still can't believe people actually like my work." He looked around the room, his eyes wide and a small smile on his face. "It amazes that you like my work this much...I just hoped someone would give it a few seconds."

Jack cried. " own 10 copies of EVERY book you have!"

Chase laughed a bit, shocked. "That's amazing! I never thought I'd have such a big fan.......why do you like my stories so much?"

"The fact they take away the pain"

"But how? Why are my books so special?"

"They made me forget why i was sad and soon i found a new light"

Chase smiled more, but said nothing.

Later in the afternoon.

The two were on Jack's couch, laughing about stories they were telling.

"If you mean with each other, constantly! They're pretty well behaved around people, though."

"Aw! What separates them each other?"

Chase gave a shrug. "You'd have to see."

Jack smiled and sighed softly.

"Do you like cats?" Chase asked.

"There was only ONE cat i hared"

"Uh-huh."

"Not nice. It always was mean and hated but with the way the cat acted around us, i was not surprised. The old was nasty to him. Even after they took him away.......he was mean to other people

"Some cat are like that, i suppose. It depends how they are raised."

"The vet kept him in a cage alot and kept him bathed and fed but he died soon after"

"Poor thing..."

Jack shrugged and sighed.

Soon, they made it to Chase's high class apartment.

Jack stared at it in awe. .......................wow................"

Chase blushed a bit. "Sorry, if it's a little big. My agent said it was a good idea..."

Can i live here?!"

Chase laughed loudly at this. "Thanks..." he said as he led him into the main room.

"Can you imagine if i did live here?! We could do so much art!"

"Huh, yeah, we probably could," Chase agreed, blushing a bit as he sat his bag down on the table. It stuck him suddenly to ask if Jack would want to live here, but restrained himself. "You've only known him for a day or so!" he thought to himself.

Jack looked around then felt something rub his leg. He looked down to see the CUTEST trio of cats!

Chase glanced down and smiled a bit. "There's my little dorks!" he greeted them as he crouched down. Happily, the cats ran over to their master, giving him kisses and purring.

Jack giggled and smiled.

Chase smiled back at him before shooing the cats away. "Would you like something to eat?"

Jack nodded and sighed as he looked around.

"What would you like?"

Banana's please!"

"i think ive got a couple," Chase said with a smile as he got them.

Jack smiled his thanks and giggled.

"You've got a cute laugh," Chase said before blushing and looking away.

Jack blushed too and passed his a picture. For Chase Li Young"

"What's this?" Chase asked before taking the picture from him.

A picture of him sleeping in a monk outfit.

Chase raised his eyebrows at the picture.

"Your so brave and calm.........Your like a chinese monk"

Chase chuckled weakly. "Why do you say that? I'm not brave..."

"yes you are"

"H-How?"

"You brave enough to share something to great and no afird to show how m=great you are!"

Chase glanced away. "Well...my first book was actually published without my permission."

"I'm happy. It was your books that did save me""

"Hmm..." was all Chase said as he fed his cats.

"What happened?"

Huh?"

The book.

"Ah. Yes...my editor...I was going to publish it after she was done, but I backed out at the last minute. She didn't agree and had it published under my name."

"I own the book but i never got to reading it.........Will you read it to me?"

Chase was surprised by the request, but gave a nod. "Sure. I would love that."

Jack nodded and looked at him cutely.

Chase felt himself blush before moving toward his bookshelf and pulling out his copy.

Jack sat on a HUGE pile of pillows and smiled as the cats curled up with him.

Chase chuckled a bit at the position, but sat near him, opening the book up and cleared his throat. Then, he began to read..."Nicolaus was raised on a small farm in the country of Noveria. His favorite past times included riding his trustworthy horse and helping to breed dragons with his family..."

Later on.

Jack was asleep on the pillows, the cats laying all over him.

"In the end, Nicolaus embraced his companion, the dragon who had saved his life, as they went off on their next adventure." Chase shut the book as he fnished it, knowing the last line by heart.

Jack was dreaming away, the cats on his belly.

Chase smiled at him, sighing gently. "God, you are so cute..."

The kitten's mew'd at him.

Chase leaned down and stroked each of their heads, happy that Jack was still asleep and hadn't heard his words. It was funny how so little time had passed between them and Chase felt--dare he think it--so close to him.

Later on, in the night.

Jack had looked so cute sleeping, Chase had decided not to wake him, so got some more writing down, glancing up ever so often to look at Jack, watching his face...my, he did have a beautiful face...Chase scolded himself for saying such things, but he couldn't help his feelings.

Suddenly, Jack woke up and sighed.

"Hi there, sleepyhead," Chase said with a sweet smile, his notebook and pencil in hand.

Immediately, Chase sat next to him, putting an arm around him. "Jack? What is it?"

Jack held him and cried.

Chase held him back, stroking his head and rocking him gently.

Jack felt sad and hugged him tightly.

"What's wrong?" Chase asked gently.

Jack grabbed some paper and wrote down something.

Chase watched him and read as Jack wrote.

"I had a bad dream some something"

"Can you tell me what it is?"

"YOu really wanna know?"

"you're my friend, Jack. Of course I do."

"I dreamed i was eating something sweet then worms and maggots stared to pour out of my mouth and eat me!""

Chaser made a face of disgust. "Ugh. I can see why that would freak you out."

Jack sighed and hugged him again.

Chase hugged his friend back, holding him.

A few weeks later.

Chase sat down on the bench as he always did, taking out a notebook and pencil.

Jack walked over and hugged him. "I come bearing gifts!"

Chase smiled at the sight of Jack. "Oh, really? And what might those be?"

"Kitten Stuff!"

"Aw, really?"

"Yep! ANd i brought some curtains for my room"

"Great!"

"I can't believe i'm moving in!"

"It's gonna be so great to have someone to talk to everyday," Chase said. "Especially since you and I have so much in common."

"Amen" he laughed

"Wanna pick out a rug for your room later?"

"Yep!"

"Great!" Chase chirped. "I'm glad we're gonna be roommates, Jack."

"Me too!" Jack laughed.

Chase smiled when his watch beeped. "Oh, shit! I have to get to a publishing meeting for my next book! I'll call you later, Jack. I'll be home by 5!"

"Ok. *kiss on cheek* Thank you very much!"

Chase blushed at the kiss before walking off.

"See you for dinner!"

Later a little after five, Chase wasn't home.

Jack and the cats grew worried as hey waited for him.

Two hours passed and there was no word.

Jack got worried and called up his work.

"Sorry, dude. We don't know where he is. He left the meeting and that's it."

Jack sighed then fed the cats then placed on a coat. "I'm going to find him."

The cats mewed at him with worried expressions.

"Stay here kittens"

Later, out on the streets.

"CHASE?! CHAAAAAASE?! CHASE,WHERE ARE YOU?!"

The streets were quiet, but as Jack walked, he came to a car that had obviously crashed into someone, the police talking around it as the tow truck began to load it.

Jack knew that car. "CHASE!" he sobbed and ran tot he police.

The two policeman were talking about the accident with one another, saying the car had hit another one who had pulled out into the street without even looking and had hit Chase's car.

Jack felt sick. "Where is Chase?!"

The policemen finally noticed him. "Who are you?"

"Friend of the car owner of THAT car. Where is he?"

"At the hospital just down the road," the one cop said. "The EMTs said it's pretty bad."

Jack started to cry and ran to find him.

When he finally made it to the hospital, he ran to the front desk and asked for Chase Li Young!

"He's on the third floor, room e348," the nurse stated.

"Thank you!"

On the third floor.

Jack found the room and opened it. "CHA-"

What Jack saw was Chase, luckily alive and breathing, but he looked...like...shit. He had bruises all over his body, much of him was covered up with bandages and such. The man held a morose expression on his partially covered face and looked like he'd been crying a while ago.He glanced up at the noise and after a delayed reaction, he said, "Jack..." His voice was cracked and broken.

Jack was frozen for a moment before he slowly walked over then ran to him. "CHASE!"

The man blinked at him, his expression blank. "Jack," he said again, more firmly, but with no meaning behind it.

Jack hugged him loosely and cried into his shoulder.

Chase, surprisingly, didn't react. His face changed to his earlier expression of subtle pain and he shut his eyes.

"CHase......What happened to you?!"

"I...got hit," the man said, almost like he didn't believe his own words. "I was...going home...and this car just...came out of nowhere..."

"What else can you recall?"

"I...I don't know..." the man breathed out before looking down at his legs covered by a white blanket. Then, tears fell down his face as he struggled not to sob.

(oh no........He's.............he's not is he?)Jack looked at him. "Are....are you ok?"

(is he what?)Chase shook his head as he struggled against his tears. "No...I'm not okay..."

(no longer walking)"Why?! What happened?"

"The doctor...he doesn't know if I'll ever be able to...to use my legs again..."

(knew it!)

Jack gasped. "Oh Chase......I...im so sorry"

Chase said nothing to that, just looked away, hating everything about this. "Can...can you just go? Please, Jack? I really need to be alone now."

Jack kissed his cheek. "Please be safe ok?.....I'll be back in the morning to talk ok?.......I....I'll call your people when i get home"

Chase said nothing, looking like he'd barely acknowledged the sweet gesture and the words. He just stared off to the side, feeling sick.

The next morning.

The hospital was buzzing with activity all around and in Chase's room, he sat in bed, the same as last night, staring at his covered up legs with a blank expression that slowly turned to a vicious glare.

Jack walked in with the cats. "Hey!"

Chase's gaze softened slightly as he glanced up at Jack and the cats. "Oh, my babies~" Chase cooed at the sight of his cats.

Jack let the cats out so they could be petted.

Chase petted them gently as they hopped up on the bed, a small, barely there smile on his face.

"I thought they'd help. Called your people, said you jeed to get back to work so i told them to shove it up their asses. You'll be out soon."

Chase winced at the reminder of reality and said nothing in reply.

Jack kissed his cheek. "Chase?"

"What?" Chase replied, his voice light and airy as his eyes grew sad.

"When you were late home.......I got SO worried....I feared the WORST when i saw your car........Chase....I need tot tell you something!"

'What is it, Ja--" Suddenly, the door opened and the doctor came in. "Hi, Chase," the man said. "There's something we need to discuss, but I apologize for interrupting." He glanced at Jack. "Are you family?"

"No. I'm his roommate, you are?"

"His doctor," the main said, shaking Jack's hand. "I'm going to have to ask you to step outside for a few moments while I talk to Chase."

"Ok......*takes cats* I'll be back soon"

Chase said nothing as Jack walked out and the doctor shut the door. A few minutes later, the doctor walked out of Chase's room, a sad look on his face, but still kept himself professional.

Jack walked in. "Hey.............How is it?"

Chase sat in his bed, a small smile on his face...but it wasn't a good smile. It was filled with pain and misery."Wonderful," the man said, his tone mocking. "Just peachy..."

"..................Their gone forever huh?"

"What do you think?' the man said with a bitter chuckle.

"There is nothing i can say or do really.....Chase................when can you come home?"

The man shrugged. "Whenever they let me out..."

Anything i can do?"

"No," the writer said. "There's nothing you can do...there's nothing anyone can do..."

".........……hungry?"

Chase shook his head.

"Chase......Your acting like Adam in book 3 of "The King Of Spartan"

"Don't use my own words against me," Chase droned.

"Chase! HE got over it but getting back to what he loved.................I KNOW this is hard but please...please look at me'

Chase, reluctantly, lifted his head and looked up at Jack, his face dark.

"I told you, Jack. There's nothing you or anyone else can do for me..."

"YOu try and feel happy your even alive!.....I looked for you ALL night when i saw your car getting pulled.................I was scared i had lost you!"

"I might as well be dead..." Chase mumbled.

"I'm glad the man i LOVE IS NOT DEAD!"

Chase was about to retort, but paused as his brain slowly realized what Jack had said. "What?"

"I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU WITH EVERY BEAT OF MY HEART! YOu all i can think about, dream about,, and TALk about...........Your my everything......You gave me back my life and now..................I just want to give you YOURS!"

Chase stared at Jack in shock before shaking his head. "Jack, I have nothing to give to you."

"What are you talking about?!"

"Look at me! I'm a fuckin' cripple now!"

"Like i give a shit about it! I'm happy your alive!"

"I...I don't know what to say..."

"Chase...............I still LOVE you!"

Chase stared at Jack, looking lost and unsure.

"*starting to cry* SAY SOMETHING!"

After less than a minute, Chase finally found his voice. "I...I really don't know what to...to feel right now," the man said honestly.

"Just.............just know that i love you and i will always be by our side"

chase looked at Jack, wanting to say something, but couldn't seem to find the right words. Then, the nurse came in."Mr. Young? I'm here with your medicine and check-up." she looked at Jack and smiled nicely. "Would you mind stepping out, sir?"

"Sure. I have to get the cats home and call my family..........Be back in a few hours......." Jack leaned in and kissed his forehead. "Later Chase"

Chase glanced up at him, but said nothing, watching him walk out, even straining his neck to the left to see him shut the door.Much later.

Jack walked in and saw Chase in a wheel chair. The doctor was talking to him.

"Do you understand?" the doctor asked to which Chase nodded. "Yes, I understand, sir."The doctor nodded. "Very good." He headed out, smiling to Jack as he passed him.

"Hey Chase. "You ok now?"

The man shrugged. He looked better than yesterday, not as grim, but still unhappy.

"Can you come home today?"

Chase nodded.

"I'll get your stuff ready ok?"

Chase made a noncommittal noise before using his wheelchair and rolled over to the window, staring outside.

Jack sighed and started to sing.

Chase listened to his voice for a while, still staring out the window, feeling soothed by his song.

Jack sighed as he packed up and hugged him tightly. "Oh Chase"

Chase brought up a hand to Jack's arm that was around his neck, touching him gently.

Jack hummed into his ear and held him close.

Chase kept a hold on his arm, shutting his eyes. "...when do you think I'll feel normal again?" he asked.

"When you let go of the past and think about happiness and think about what you love"

"But that's so hard," Chase said, his voice quiet. "TO think that I'll never be able to walk, run, or...do anything ever again."

"we can still love"

Chase gave a gentle chuckle. "Yeah. Sure."

Jack kissed his cheek and neck.

Chase sighed gently before nuzzling his head against Jack's.

"Your wonderful Chase Li Young"

Chase said nothing, but nuzzled his head against Jack more, his eyes squeezed shut tightly.

A few days later at home.

Chase was lying in bed, staring up at the ceiling.

"Chase?" Jack called as he walked in. "Hey, bath time"

The man sighed as he sat up and pulled the covers back.

Jack walked over and helped him into his chair then wheeled him into the bathroom. After that he got him under the shower. "You undress, i'll get my shorts"

Chase nodded as he began to undress. He'd started to get a little bit used to not moving his legs, but it still wasn't easy. Jack had been very kind to him for the past week, but he didn't want to make any big relationship decisions; he was still in too much shock to tell Jack he wanted to pursue anything.

Jack soon came in and helped wash his legs and hair. "SO hows you book coming along? I already have your first series in graphic novel from"

Chase smiled a bit at that. "It's going alright. My inspiration has been a little slow lately, but I think it will pick up. So, you've got it all drawn? Can you show me after this?"

"Sure" Jack smiled as he washed Chase's feet. "How you feeling?"

The writer shrugged. "FIne, I guess."

Jack smiled and soon washed him off then let him dry himself."I'll get your PJ's. YOU want take out for dinner?"

Chase nodded as he dried himself. He had to lift up his feet to dry them and it was amazing how they...didn't feel like a part of him. It was like listing up a wooden plank.

"Chase?"

Chase looked up. "Huh?"

"YOu ok love?"

"Yeah...just tired."

Jack smiled at him and kissed his wet forehead then headed off to get the PJ's.

Chase smiled a bit at Jack's care. "He's way too good for me..." Chase whispered to himself as he finished drying.

Later, Jack was showing the novels.

"Wow!" Chase said, smiling honestly for the first time since his accident. "The way you drew Xandir's death scene! And the land of Noveria! It's gorgeous!"

"Thanks! Look at back page!"

Chase looked at the very back.

"This is book was inspired by the works of Chase Li Young. A great friend, person and my hero.Chase, if your reading this then know that.......i love you with ALL my heart and soulLove Jack Spicer"

At that moment--that very moment--it hit Chase. It hit him how much Jack loved him. Sure, he'd heard him say it before, but something about this just felt...real to him. He glanced up at Jack and slowly gave a touched smile.

"Do..........Do you......like it?"

Chase's smile grew and he nodded genuinely. "i do."

"Thank you. I wanted to do something for you"

Chase gave a laugh. "Jack, you've done more than enough for me."

"You sure love?"

Chase nodded, then asked, "Jack?"

"Yes?"

"can...i kiss you?"

"Sure!...................I mean.......sure"

Chase chuckled a bit at Jack's change in attitude as he leaned in slowly and kissed him gently, their lips just barely touching.

Jack kissed back deeply.

Chase deepened the kiss more, bring up a hand to cup Jack's cheek.

Jack turned pinker.

Finally, Chase broke the kiss as his face was as red as Jack's hair color.

"Chase! I love you because your a great person and you wonderful books!"

"...I'll never understand you," Chase said with a slight chuckle and shake of his head.

Jack laughed too and kissed his lips again and hugged him.

Three months later...

Jack was curled in bed, the cats snuggled up with him. Under his head was Chase's chest.

Chase was resting, but not asleep. He'd tried to work on his novel today, but his inspiration was blank. He'd finally begun to truly accept his condition, so why was he still struggling with writing? He'd thought it would stop once things seemed more normal. He sighed to himself.

Jack cuddled into him and awoke. "Babe?"

"Sorry, did I wake you?" Chase apologized, petting Jack's head.

"No. I herd the wheels in your head turning again. *kiss* Whats up love?"

Chase smiled gently at the kiss. "I just...I've been having a lot of trouble with my writing lately. I can't seem to find any inspiration..."

JAck sighed then smiled. "Hey, you wanna come to my gym class?"

Chase gave a snort. "And do what? Lift weights since I can't do much else?"

"Trust me my angel of the word"

Chase gave a shrug. "Okay..."

"Anyway, i'm hungry and i need a wash. Wanna make out in the shower again?"

The writer laughed at this. "Horndog," he remarked playfully as he booped Jack's nose with his finger.

"Come on! I NEED you!.............I love your little snake"

Chase nudged him. "Jack!"

"Sorry. I need your BIG snake"

Chase just blushed, nudging him away.

"Oh angel! Come on, let's get up and washed."

"C'mon, help me up," Chase said, holding his arms out.

Jack helped him up and cuddled him as he placed him in the wheel chair.

Later.

Jack was curled up with Chase in the taxi, off to Jack's gym class.

Chase had an arm around Jack, his head against his.

Jack smiled and cuddled him tighter.

Chase grinned at the tight hold, feeling happy with Jack. If anything made this process easier fro Chase, it was having Jack there.

Soon they made it to his class.

Chase sat back and watched his boyfriend.

Jack worked on his balance then they brought out trapeze stuff. "Chase? YOu gotta try this!"

Chase frowned. "Jack, you know I can't."

Jack gave him his "PLEASE" monkey eyes. "Come on~~"

"What am I even supposed to do?" Chase argued. "I can't even get up!"

"Leave that to us"

Chase gave a shrug. "Whatever."

Soon they got a harness on Chase and lifted him up.

Chase looked nervous.

Jack went up too. "Don't worry hun, just watch me"Jack did many tricks with out his legs.

Chase watched with serious trepidation. "I dunno, Jack. I don't think my arms are strong enough. What if I fall?"

"You'll do good!" Jack giggled. "Try it!"

Chase gulped as he gripped onto the rings.

Jack watched Chase try then got better and better.

Chase was still scared beyond all belief, but he kept trying, if only because Jack asked.

"It was interesting, to say the least," Chase said withe a chuckle. He glanced out the window and suddenly said, "Jack, tell him to stop the car."

"Um.....St-STop the car!"

The taxi slowed to a halt and Chase said, "Jack, can you help me get out? And bring my notebook and pencil!"

"On it! Little help mr driver?"

The driver nodded as he helped him get his wheelchair out.

Jack wheeled Chase off to the street and payed the taxi driver. "Come back in an hour?"

"You got it, sir," the taxi driver said before driving off.

Jack went to Chase. "What is it?"

"You don't recognize it?" Chase said as he looked around.They were in the park where they'd met. The park where they'd become best friends. The park that had started the strong relationship they now had.